Ooh SAV killed it What up SAV Ain't no pape' problems I need eight ounces Ain't no pape' problems Bitch I need some Hi-tech, bring me eight ounces I just smoked a half a bow', bitch that's eight ounces My nigga matched a four, we drunk eight ounces I just sold a pound of Pink Runtz for eight thousand I need eight ounces I just drunk eight ounces Hit the club and throw ones all night, ain't no pape' problems Four zips of—, I kept the chunks and sold him shake out it Ayy, I just drunk eight Os of red That bitch steady havin' kids, she need to close her legs He coulda' done the time, but he told instead Tryna' drink another four, it's time to go to bed It's 3:00 in the morning, I drunk a four of red This nigga Will just walked in doing the shoulder dance Tryna find some Pink Runtz, I'll blow a band Why you sittin' at the crib tryna' hold a gram? You take a shot at me, you better hope it jam I can't find no good weed, I'm 'bout to smoke myself Just pimp slapped a bitch with a open hand I need a pop, I'm finna pull up to the store on Welch I need some Hi-tech, bring me eight ounces I just smoked a half a bow', bitch that's eight ounces My nigga matched a four, we drunk eight ounces I just sold a pound of Pink Runtz for eight thousand I need eight ounces I just drunk eight ounces Hit the club and throw ones all night, ain't no pape' problems Four zips of—, I kept the chunks and sold him shake out it I just a sold a nigga all shake Then I pulled off in a rental, Arkansas plates I only want the top, I'm talkin' all face When you suckin' make the same sound a straw make She sucked the flavor out me like a Jawbreaker Ridin' with straps, sellin' dope, I'm a law breaker I done really made a killin' off the caucasian What you want it hard or soft? I got all flavors I can't find no Amiri, I'ma Balmain it Give me a thousand dollars cash, I'ma talk crazy I just drunk a eight of red so I'm walkin' lazy Then I smoked a half a bowl of Runtz in all eighthies